Stunning beauty

Taixue Palace, South Campus.

The mysterious sound is faint, and the thunder breaks the sun.

In the courtyard, the Taisu Sword shot out through the air, and arrived in front of Li Ziye in an instant.

Wan Rongrong made his first move, and the first move was so amazing.

How could the disciples jointly taught by the four masters of the Confucian sect and the big disciples be mediocre?

Ten steps away, Li Ziye endured the prickling of his ears, stepped on his feet, and his figure quickly retreated to avoid the sharp edge.

"Bah!"

Before he could catch his breath, Taisu sword passed by, cutting through his clothes, so dangerous that he almost hurt his opponent's arm.

Then, thunder came and trapped him.

"Thunder."

Li Ziye saw the thunderbolt falling from above, and he stretched out his hand to block it without dodging or avoiding it.

The next moment, Chaos Na Wuji, using the power of thunder.

"Rong Rong!"

At the corner of the wall, Le Ru seemed to think of something when he saw this scene, and immediately reminded him, "Don't use the thunder method, that kid's resistance to thunder is different from ordinary people, and using the thunder method is just a waste of effort."

"Old man, can you give me some pointers during the sparring?"

During the battle, Li Ziye sneered when he heard some old guy's shameless behavior.

"Is there a rule in advance that says it's not allowed?" Le Ru asked indifferently.

"That's right, you are always casual."

Li Ziye responded, and his figure flashed by, rushing forward.

Seven feet away, Wan Rongrong saw this, his expression was slightly concentrated, he plucked the strings of the piano, and the mysterious sound reappeared.

Suddenly, in the small courtyard, there was no wind and waves, and the sound of the piano disturbed the heart.

"Ok?"

At a distance of three feet, Li Ziye's body froze, and his mind fluctuated again.

In a split second, the Taisu sword pierced through the air from behind, and the cold light of the sword was suffocating.

"Master Leru, how can the sound of the zither be broken?"

During the battle, Li Ziye suppressed his fluctuating emotions and asked a question. At the same time, he stepped on his feet and swept away a foot away to avoid the Taisu sword behind him.

"Boy, there are only eight moves left."

Le Ru directly ignored the former's question and reminded, "If you don't think of a solution, you will lose."

"Eight strokes? Too many."

Li Ziye replied, his mind was settled, and a silver light appeared in his eyes.

"You are not allowed to use the Mingwo Dao Jue, or you will lose!"

Seeing the silver light in someone's eyes, Le Ru was startled and said hastily.

Almost forgot, this kid also has this forbidden technique.

"Your uncle!"

During the battle, Li Ziye, who was about to use the Ming Wu Dao Jue, heard a warning from a certain old man, and quickly restrained his consciousness.

"The four strings move the sky, the sun and the night break!"

The moment Li Ziye closed his move, Wan Rongrong's hand on the zither did not stop at all, and he pulled up the four strings with his four fingers, pouring his true essence into them.

With a resounding sound, the Xuanyin swayed, and the entire South Courtyard vibrated accordingly.

At the same time, in the small courtyard next door, Ye Xuanji, who had already lost part of her hearing and vision, heard the sound of the piano in the south courtyard next door, and turned her ears, a strange color flashed in her cloudy eyes.

The little princess of Guanshan Wang's family has grown to this point.

In less than three years, he already has the strength close to the five realms. This speed is really astonishing.

However, the little prince is always the strongest.

Without a doubt!

At this moment, in the south courtyard, the four strings moved, and the divine sun appeared, illuminating the dim sky.

"Old man, how many strings can the little princess use now?" Li Ziye looked at the vision in front of him and asked.

He remembered that in Leru's martial arts, the more strings used, the stronger the power and the greater the difficulty.

Guqin only has seven strings, and the little princess uses four now, which is beyond his expectation.

"Seven strings!"

Outside the battle situation, Le Ru babbled nonsense, "So, you have to admit defeat quickly, or you will lose in a while, and it will be even more embarrassing."

"Hehe, old man, do you think I will believe it?" Li Ziye spat back, without dodging or avoiding, he rushed forward.

In the blink of an eye, the divine yang was suppressed, accompanied by the disturbing mysterious sound, driving people into madness.

"Tai Chi!"

With Shenyang approaching, Li Ziye took one step to stabilize, and moved the universe with his hands, four or two strokes of a thousand catties. While dispelling the power of Shenyang, his body turned around at the same time, not to relieve the force, but to return it to him in the same way!

Then, under Leru's shocked gaze, Shenyang returned the same way, with mighty real energy, and rushed towards the little princess in front.

"careful!"

Soon, Leru came back to his senses and reminded him urgently.

This kid's Tai Chi strength can actually bounce back other people's moves?

In the battle situation, at a critical moment, Wan Rongrong grabbed the guqin with one hand, and his figure flashed, avoiding his own moves dangerously.

However, in this round of offensive and defensive exchanges, Li Ziye's figure had already appeared in front of the little princess.

Wan Rongrong wanted to counterattack with the sound of the qin, but just as his fingers were about to open the strings, a big hand was already close to him, and it slapped on the guqin with a bang, shaking the sound of the qin.

In an instant, the two of them received the backlash from the sound of the piano at the same time, and there was a sharp pain in their ears.

"Cloud turning hand."

As Chichi was approaching, Li Ziye endured the pain he was already familiar with, and slapped him with a palm, striking back forcefully.

The strength of the palm arrived, Wan Rongrong crossed the guqin and blocked his palm strength with a bang.

After the impact of the aftermath, Wan Rongrong slid out ten steps away, holding his right hand empty, and shouted softly, "Tai Su."

As soon as the words fell, the Taisu sword came through the air in front of him, Wan Rongrong slapped the guqin, the surface of the qin rotated and stood on his palm.

At the same time, when Taisu struck, the sword glowed dazzlingly.

Ten steps away, Li Ziye saw the action of the little princess in front of him, his eyes fixed, and he reached out to hold it. On the maple tree not far away, a dead wood branch flew to him, and it fell into his hand.

In the corner, just as Le Ru was about to shout that he was not allowed to use weapons, he was surprised to see a sword qi piercing through the air. It was actually Li Ziye who was in the midst of the battle.

"Your uncle!"

Seeing the sword energy coming through the air, Le Ru couldn't help cursing, turned his palms to condense his energy, and suddenly blocked the sword energy approaching him.

However, in just this split second, during the battle, Li Ziye had already darted in front of the little princess with a dead wood branch in his hand, at such an extremely fast speed that it was hard to breathe.

When Wan Rongrong saw the figure rushing in front of him, his expression was completely condensed, not daring to be careless, he plucked the string with his left hand and moved the sword with his right.

Immediately, Xuanyin pierced through the air, sword energy flowed freely, the two moves converged, and the offensive was fully launched.

"Great!"

Within three feet, Li Ziye praised, but the moves in his hands did not stop at all. He held the yuan with one hand and opened the Liangyi, dispelling Xuanyin's offensive. At the same time, he swung his sword and blocked the Taisu sword with a bang.

Withered wood branches, Tai Su, two swords, violently shake!

Click.

The gap in weapons was irreparable, and the dead wood branches snapped off.

At a distance of three feet, Wan Rongrong swung his sword and passed by, wanting to fight for the chance of victory.

Unexpectedly.

The broken dead wood branch touched his wrist first.

Taking the heart as the state, predicting the enemy first, is exactly the sky sword Ruoye's empty sword state!

Wan Rongrong suffered from pain in his right hand, and his hand holding the sword became unstable. The Taisu sword flew down and stuck on the stone slab outside the battle.

With several offensive and defensive moves, the situation of the battle has turned around.

However, there are not many ten moves left.